Library Time

Sepharmouse happily watches Sarah sort and fix and shelve and then tells her stuff as it happens now and again.

The night passed, and time passed, as Sarah shelved books and Sepharmouse commented. Time passes away, minute and hour and passing second spent in good work that the soul loves, work pleasing to the heart. Matters are ordered and made plain. It could almost be a meditation in itself, this task, this movement among things that Chephirah loves, in work that she was born to do.

<> Sarah braces for the Library to be bombed.

And for a single moment in that work, there is light around her - pure light, the heart's own desired light, a constant and abiding love that she knows and recognises, an acknowledgement of her. The time is immaterial, the moment is immaterial, but she can feel that presence and that love, and she feels a growth in herself - a rising, an expansion - and a new light.

There is nothing for Sephar to see, but the Domination can briefly feel a *presence* passing - not its own Archangel, but another Lord among the angels, another being of light, briefly there, then gone.

<> Demiurge says "And Sarah gets another Force."

Sepharmouse is watching sleepily, blinks mildly at the sensation and its ears go up in curiosity.

Sarah sets the last book of her armful in place, and lifts her head, smiling; a lingering near-glow in her eyes.

Sepharmouse cocks its head a bit and just snuggles down comfortably again, willing to simply wait and listen.

Sarah says softly, to the air, "Thank you." Absently, she reaches to brush Sephar's fur as she moves from the aisle with a renewed purpose in her step - returning the cart of books to be reshelved to where another librarian should find them.

Sepharmouse mrrrruffles softly.

There is no answer, but only the comforting presence of the library around her, a reminder of the greater Library.

Sarah asks, "How are the others, Sephar?"

<> Sephar says "What time is it? And what are Phineas and Aron's gang up to at the moment?"

<> Demiurge says "Time has miraculously fled by! Phineas has phoned Eduardo. Aron's gang (and Sephar with them) are just having Marc arrive."

Sepharmouse says reflectively, "Phineas is fine, though he found an arm and it's being looked at by Lightning. He's gone to the restaurant and we have interesting theories as to what they're doing with body parts."

Sepharmouse murmurs, "The Dream drug that Aron, Azalea, Liz, and Tania were investigating seems to have raw Ethereal Force material in it." It frowns thoughtfully, "And there seems some link to Dr. Matthews to the drug makers."

Sarah pauses. "What who's doing with body parts, precisely?"

Sephar says "Uhm. The restaurant seems to have a special menu on special days, and Phineas seems to believe that they... serve... uhm... human flesh. The arm turns out to be that of a human female, who was missing, and who was deliberately bled to death after death, then frozen, which seems to support the theory in part."

Sephar's hesitations are somewhat long.

Sephar says "Dr. Matthews is the one we've connected to Fate through the Sancuzzi lines."

<> Demiurge says "Sarah, try an Int roll, at a penalty."

Sarah lifts Sephar and lays her cheek against his fur, quite gentle. "I remember him, I think..."

<> Sarah rolls the d666 and gets 1 3 CHECK: 1.

Sepharmouse rubs gently against Sarah's cheek.

<> Demiurge says "Waiiiit a moment, you remember that name. Matthews. One of the rare book dealers in the city, works on commission by supplying particular enthusiasts and looking for particular books for them."

<> Demiurge says "You've never really come in contact with him. At all."

Sarah says "Wait. This Dr. Matthews - it could be a coincidence of name, but do you recall offhand what his vocation is?"

Sepharmouse nods, "Yes, he owns a rare bookshop and seems to be supplying rare, occult tomes to the drug makers slash dealers."

Sarah says "I /have/ heard of him."

Sepharmouse says, "Hitherby and I are going to stake out the store to see what we can see, but I think a few of us were hoping you might check out his store, with plenty of support and backup."

Sarah says, "I think I could manage that. He might be able to recognize me, though."

Sephar says "Might be easier, in some ways, might make it much harder in others."

Sepharmouse sighs, "I suppose it would be safe to say that Fate would have knowledge of all of us after the events of the last weeks."

<> Eduardo says "Except me. :)"

<> Sephar eyes Eddie, weren't you the one that *charged* Fate?

<> Eduardo says "Me? No. That was my evil twin, Skippy."

<> Shannen cuddles Skippy.

Sarah laughs softly. "Oh, I'd imagine so. Is it worth so much as trying a disguise, do you think?"

<> Demiurge says "Take the glasses off? :)"

Sephar says "I haven't quite enough data to determine that, yet. Let Hitherby and I quantify what we may before risking you, I think."

Sepharmouse blinks mildly, "Marc is visiting Sistine's. My."

<> Sarah says "I'm not Clark Kent :)"

<> Daimon says "But do you have the Laurence Chin?"

Sarah's eyebrows lift. "Oh, my. Did Liz ask him to stop by, or did he just... arrive?"

<> Sarah assures you she does not. :)

Sepharmouse sighs over a car it'll never really possess, but then says, matter of factly, "He's just arriving and he has Jolt in the coffeepot, that's keen. I think it was a surprise visit and folks are telling him what's up, and he's interested in a short report from Liz, I think, and ... oh, cool, he's given her something."

Sepharmouse curls up on Sarah's palm, cheerfully.

Sarah says, "I'm getting the decided feeling that tomorrow is going to be an exceptionally interesting day."

Sepharmouse chuckles.

Sephar says "Likely. Cool. Marc also wanted to tell us that both Focals and Bellmans are bankrupt. Hrm. He says that almost like Eddie being satisfied about a demon kill."

<> Demiurge says "Sephar's perception is acute. ;)"

<> Sephar giggles.

Sepharmouse sighs, "I hope it won't be quite as interesting as the last two days, but we'll have to see."

Sarah strokes Sephar's fur the more, cradling his host in her hands. "That," she says, with a fairly satisfied tone, "is very, very good news indeed. The Game and Nightmares will be irritated, but they're that already."

Sepharmouse nodnods at that.

Sarah says "I do intend for none of us to repeat that visit, if at all possible, believe me."

Sepharmouse mrrrrprrs at that quietly. "It would be good."

Sarah says "It would."

Sarah says "Sephar, would you like to visit France for a little?"

Sepharmouse blinks, "Certainly."

Sephar says "If you are going, I should go with you."

Sarah smiles. "Not immediately, no."

Sepharmouse sighs and relaxes just a bit at that, "Okay. When? And would you want some of the others to come with?"

Sarah says, "Soon, I think. We'll talk to the others - Pat and Liz especially. And to Stone."

Sepharmouse nods at that.

<> Demiurge says "Sarah, you've actually more or less finished the shelving!"

Sarah considers the cart; stows the second-to-last book, then the last three shelves below it. "For now - I presume everyone's meeting at Sistine's again?"

Sephar says "Liz is at Sistine's, presently."

Sephar says "I haven't seen Pat or Daimon for a while, but many of the others are, indeed, at Sistine's."

<> Demiurge says "Liz is just about to head off from Sistine's and do stuff."

Sephar says "Ah. Liz is about to head off to do some Role work, I think, should I ask her to wait?"

Sarah returns the cart to its own and proper place. "No, her Role is important, as well." She signs out, name clear and strong, and goes to once more consider the ways of public transportation.

Sepharmouse nods and balances on Sarah's shoulder as she leaves.

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